Sea Weed

I recently took a trip to a harbor in Maine. I was visiting some family friends, and I started having fun with sea weed with a boy one year older than me. He is of the imaginative sort, so I am constantly being entertained by his antics. Here is the entire story of the sea weed buisness.


We started pulling "spaghetti sea weed" off rocks and piling it on the sandy beach. Over time, we learned what color the ripe, easy to pull off strips were. The pile kept on getting larger and larger, and so did the sea weed story. Our ancestors, in the story we created, discovered the magic of sea weed. They were the first harvesters, the business starters. They passed the business down, but when it got to our generation, we did not want the bulky business on our shoulders. We handed it off to trusted family and friends, but stayed the harvesters. We had technicians, chemists, scientists, psychologists, every specialist there is out there finding out new ways to make use of the bountiful sea weed. Sea weed eating utensils. Sea weed bio fuel and energy. Sea weed medicine. Sea weed technology. It was an amazing story, and I am sorry to say a lot of the story is escaping me at the moment. The boy I was with is very imaginative and creative, and so am I, so we had no trouble building up the business and ways to use the sea weed. Sea weed was as essential as coal is to West Virginia. There was never an end to the supply because we started making genetically altered sea weed that grew faster and larger. There was no stopping us. We had so much momentum with the ideas, the story, the make-believe business. Nothing could stop us, but lunch. We went to eat lunch, and I had to leave soon after. I am disappointed we didn't get to escalate the creativity any more.

Everyone remember! July 8th is Sea Weed Day in honor of the valiant efforts of the boy and me!